Plane Crazy

The plane towered over me and I felt as if everything in this immense world was too much for me to conquer. Words of doubt flew through my mind. Will the plane arrive in enough time? Can the medical team keep her safe on the travel to Primary Children’s? Will I be able to hold myself together, or will I break down and be the uncontrollable mother? I had more doubts, but everything disappeared once I saw her next to me in the plane. The loud roar seemed to drown out

out! He woke up, he immediately recognized his surrounding he was in a video game he pinched himself but nothing happened. It somehow wasn't a dream. A doctor walked in the room and said “Go get em tiger”. He woke up again but this time not in some crazy dream or world but in reality

unpacking, exiting and entering hotels, jumping in cabs, trains, and planes. I felt like a world-class traveler. We sat drinking coffee waiting to board our flight to Paris. Charlie was tired, and he was slouched over on me. I supported him the best I could with one arm and drank my coffee with the other. I looked over at David. He gave me a lazy smile. I knew he was tired too. We were running on empty. "You two sleep on the plane," I said, adding, "I'm not going to Paris to sleep. We can all sleep

I was greeted by the shining yellow sun pouring in through the window and the smell of breakfast coming through the door and entering my bedroom. I get up and get dressed for the best vacation I was going to. I was planning on making big memories while on the trip. I walk into the kitchen and see my mom cooking. “¿Qué quieres de comer?” says my mom. (“What do you want to eat?”). I respond to her by saying, “Pancakes please.” She then hands me a stack of pancakes. While sitting at the table I notice

ordinary day would turn out to be one of America's most memorable plane crashes. It was Thursday, normally I would be heading to work, but today the President had called 12 of us in to meet him. We boarded the plane, and I got seated next to the media director. Her job was to censor all of the media that gets broadcasted throughout America. Liftoff was like the definition of perfect, but about halfway through we turned off course. The plane started to shake and it started to roll. It fell to the ground

It was a day like any other when the waves began. On Roanoke Island, the colonists had little connection with the outside world. Nevertheless, they built a large and cheerful civilization on the island. In the center of their largest town, a girl was running with a tiny dog, which had a collar with the name “Scruffles” engraved onto it. A man was selling bread nearby. A mom was caring for two babies, and three little boys were throwing rocks at the side of a building. Scruffles suddenly stopped running

door then through the narrow hall. We went through another opening I'm guessing it was the plane. I was greeted by men and women who seemed to be pretty happy and were smiling. I wonder why they are on the plane. I saw two open doorways to rooms that held a large amount of chairs. There were also some stairs. I was gently nudge towards some stairs after words where exchanged between the people on the plane which I just notice where wearing matching uniforms and Eddie. I started to walk up the stairs

You should’ve moved on by now you know Zeke!” The lady said with a firm voice almost sarcastic. ”Yeah, I know. Because a fourteen-year-old boy who lost both of his parents two years ago when a plane crashed into the towers is just supposed to move on, or move on from his older brother…” Zeke said. ”That's enough about your brother Zeke! Stop with the excuses and simply grow up!” She snapped with anger. Zeke knew that therapy was the best option,but why with someone who didn't even help or made

Even though I have been to Ethiopia few times I was really little, So I never realized what I was actually experiencing. the first few times I have been there I remember the Rainy mornings and nights the muddy grounds and the crazy thunderstorms which you can here so loudly like rocks hitting the tin roof. I remember walking to get everywhere, eating Ethiopian food and buying things from stores and sellers on the streets.At the time of the trip, I took when I was little It did not Really seem like

Simply hated it. hated every waking moment of standing there watching each and everyone get placed in the ground six feet deep didn’t feel far enough to get away from their bodies, their presence that still lingered in the air like smoke from a dried out a campfire with hot coals still burning my nose and suffocating me with every wisp. My family had died in a house fire started by our old wood furnace .My mother had insisted on buying it two years ago. however installed the stupid thing forgot